While living in our shells, in the silent war we wage against the traitor within, we yearn for the pure lotus flower blooming amidst the swamp, or for the absolute freedom that is never quite within reach. This collection questions how, amidst these contrasts, we might create our own modern design. And it whispers that the answer lies in art: like the painter's inner truth, we can choose not to be a leaf tossed in the winds of another's world, but to become the wind of our own. Like the red herd we patiently nurtured, we can create our own meaning simply by witnessing the beauty we have painstakingly crafted.